Dedicated to all of the teachers who dream of doing what Miss Titsner does in the story but who are far too ethical to have sex with their students.
IT was a typical Midwest high school in the late 1970's but what happened there could have as easily happened just yesterday. There were the usual Friday night football games and dances. There were several sub-groups within the school; you know the nerds, the jocks, the druggies, preppies, and most of all the rest of the kids who tried just to get by.
Disco was big at the time and most kids actually liked it. But, the reality was setting in that after awhile it all sounded pretty much the same as all the artists were trying to re-create "Saturday Night Fever." It was in this atmosphere that Danny was going through his senior year. He was one of those kids attempting to get by without being contaminated by one of the other groups.
He took a lot of teasing for having the same first name as the lead male character in the newly released movie "Grease," especially as he looked a lot like John Travolta who played Danny. Senior milestones were flying by for him as he had already had his 18th birthday and the homecoming dance had been fun. The girl he had gone with was cool but he had only gotten to second base with her.
His major concern was that he didn't want to still be a virgin when he went to college. If he didn't get a girl to fuck him he hoped to at least have mutual oral sex with her.
Each day the chances of anything happening seemed to get more and more remote. He even began thinking about asking out one of the school sluts. But, his luck would be that either she would have some disease or the stories about her being a slut were total bullshit. So, he went through the motions of going from class to class admiring all of the sexy girls and lady teachers.
The sexiest teacher in the school was without a doubt Miss Titsner who was probably around 40 years old with long brunette hair and bright green eyes. She was nicely proportioned with skinny hips but a rather large ass and jugs the size of large Grapefruits. Danny was glad to be in her English class. Besides being sexy she really was a great teacher. Because of her he knew he would be ready to write papers in college.
His only trouble in her class was daydreaming about fucking the old lady. She was one of those teachers who couldn't keep still and walked up and down the aisles between the desks as she taught. One day, Sandy who sat next to Danny in Miss Titsner's class whispered to him that the teacher looked like a duck waddling up and down the rows of desks. Danny giggled quietly to himself.
But, as he watched Miss Titsner he realized that Sandy was right; Miss Titsner had quite a waddle in her walk. He really noticed how much she waddled when she made a trip down his row. He leaned over to Sandy and whispered, "Quack, quack."
Sandy laughed softly at Danny's joke. Class continued as usual until the teacher passed again. Danny, now thinking he was impressing Sandy, and hoping to ask her out, Repeated his joke but this time he did it a bit louder, "Quack, quack."
It turned out to be too loud. Miss Titsner swung around and looked him in the eyes and said in her most authoritarian teacher's voice, "Danny you will report to me right after school. Young men and women don't make barn yard sounds in class, do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss Titsner," Danny replied with his face turning deep magenta with embarrassment. Danny was glad that he had a seat next to the window so that the other kid's attention would be more quickly diverted from looking at him as Miss Titsner resumed her instruction. Danny had no idea what she said for the rest of class as he was too busy thinking of some reason for quacking at his teacher that wouldn't get him into even more trouble.
The two hours until school got out dragged on as he dreaded his appointment with the busty instructor. For her part in this confrontation, all Karen Titsner wanted to do was rattle the young man's cage and make sure he understood that making quacking sounds at another person was not, at all, polite behavior. Something changed the moment Danny walked in the door of the classroom after school.
The second she saw him her boobs swelled and she felt her pussy get wet. He was wearing a tight fitting shirt that accented his muscular chest and arms. But, even more mind blowing was the apparent bulge in his pants. She thought if that is his prick it is absolutely huge. All rational thought left her head, she had to have him.
But, she couldn't do anything about it today she had a mandatory faculty meeting in 15 minutes. She would somehow have to get him to come back tomorrow. Then she came upon a plan no horny high school guy could say no to, "Come on in, Danny, and shut the door behind you."
Nervously, Danny turned and shut the door and faced back toward the teacher with his eyes down and sheepishly said, "Yes, Miss Titsner and I am sorry about what happened in class."
"You should be sorry young man. Was that me you were quacking at?" To Danny Miss Titsner looked very threatening sitting behind her large desk. Little did he know that she said this as she was unclasping her stockings from her garter belt.
"Yes, ma'am, it was and I am so sorry." With a stern look on her face Miss Titsner walked around the desk to stand directly in front of the desk the student was sitting in.
"Now, Danny, what part of me looks like a duck?"
"Miss Titsner you don't look like a duck at all," Danny said with panic in his voice.
Closing in on the boy Miss Titsner leaned over with her boobs only about 18 inches from his face. Then she grasped the giant orbs in her hands and held them up toward his eyes and caressing them asked, "Have you ever seen anything like these on any duck?"
Not sure what his teacher was up to but very aroused he simply answered, "No ma'am I sure haven't."
Karen Titsner had to, at least, take it one step further. She grabbed the boy's hands and placed one on each of her breasts and asked him, "Do ducks have anything that feels like this? Go ahead and squeeze them harder; I want you to be sure before you answer me; you won't hurt them."
Similar horny thoughts ran through both of their minds. Karen even wondered what would happen if she skipped the meeting as Danny's hands felt so good on her chest. Hoping the teacher was going somewhere with this teasingly he answered, "I haven't ever felt a duck but I don't think they feel anything like this."
Reluctantly, she backed away from him and leaned against her desk. In one fluid motion she reached under her skirt and yanked down her baby blue silky bikini panties that had white lace around the edges. She turned the panties inside out and looked at the cotton crotch and couldn't believe how wet this brief encounter had made it. Danny just sat there stunned. In an instant the teacher was holding the wet crotch up to his nose asking, "Do you imagine that any duck in the whole world smells like that?"
"Mo, ma'am, there isn't anything that smells as good as that does."
Confident now in her plan but knowing she had to hurry out the door she handed the panties to her student and seductively told him, "I can't finish this right now as I have a meeting to go to right now. I want you back here right after school tomorrow with my panties. Meanwhile, if you do what I suspect you will do with the panties you had better do it right on the backside of the panties."
Was his teacher asking him to jack off and cum on her panties? Danny couldn't believe that is the only thing she could mean. He looked up at her for an answer to his unasked question and she just smiled broadly and walked out of the room.
As she walked bare assed to the meeting she suddenly realized that she had a curriculum meeting with the English department the next day to pick out next year's text books. But, there was absolutely nothing going on the day after that so she would have to string Danny along for another day.
Danny stuffed Miss Titsner's panties in his pocket and hurried home. Of course, the teacher was right and Danny was soon sprawled out on his bed jacking off while caressing and sniffing her undies before even stopping for a drink. It took no time for him to cum and following her instructions he wiped his pecker all over the silky ass cheeks of the panties. He repeated this several times that evening and ended up sleeping that night with the panties in his hand.
Karen arrived at school extra early the next morning. Many of the teachers had covered the window of their hall door with paper and given what she wanted to do with Danny she thought it might be a good idea for her to follow suit. As she was an English teacher she wanted to make it classy so she used pictures of famous books and authors to totally obliterate the view from the hallway.
The first four hours of the school day seemed to drag by for both of them. The two of them could not help but smile at one another when Danny walked into the classroom. Danny smiled even bigger when he realized that there was now paper covering the hallway door. He still was not sure if Miss Titsner was actually trying to get into his pants but by the end of class it seemed more likely.